December 2011
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Let me apologize for getting my feelings hurt...
…again…for the millionth time
REBLOG if:
mrsnickcarter:
ddub-roks-myknight:
YOU LOVE The Backstreet Boys
YOU LOVE Brian Thomas Littrell
YOU LOVE Nickolas Gene Carter
YOU LOVE Howard Dwaine Dorough
YOU LOVE Alexander James McLean
YOU LOVE Kevin Scott Richardson
I will follow you all!
I love them more than words can describe.
Parents aren't home on a friday night
normal people: throw a huge party, invite everyone, get out all the alcohol and make it a night to remember
me: sing my favourite song at the top of my lungs, dance around like a slut, stay on the internet all night and eat all the food in my house.
How teens and adults text
pers0na:
mass-destruction:
arieecapulong:
Expectations:
Teens - wut es up! wut r u doing 2day? want 2 go & do sum stuff
Adults - What are you doing today? Want to hang out?
Reality:
Teens - Hey! What you doing today? Want to hang out?
Adults - wut es up! wut r u doing 2day? want 2 go & do sum stuff
this is so relevant
so accurate it hurts
I never knew there could be a...
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I just watched The Notebook for the first time
ibreathebooks:
I’ve been avoiding it since it came out. Then I got it in a fucking Nicholas Sparks 4-pack of DVDs for Christmas.
At first I thought I could get through it like a man with only a tear or two…
Then the movie kept going and all I could think was
Noah is so damned amazing…
And the ENDING…
Now all I can think about is how there are no real Noahs in the world ‘cause he is a...
lyrasyndrome asked: I deleted my old tumblr, regretted it, and made a new one. follow me back, please :)
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When you fall in love with something in a store,...
juliasegal:
poesys:
i find it pretty fucking inconsiderate that my grandchildren haven’t used time travel to visit me.
and frankly, i’m a bit offended.
AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU GRANDCHILDREN?
WELL FUCK YOU
MAYBE I WON’T EVEN HAVE KIDS AND YOU WON’T EXIST
HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THAT
I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowded room...
– Henry Rollins